Ceas - it is wat it is

I just rolled his whole pad, I'm finna bust her down
If she wanna find out, she gotta fuck around Niggas moving way too funny, I don't fuck
with clowns I used to ask for 20, I got a hundred now
I ain't looking for no handout Bad lil' bitch, I blow her back out

She loving when I drink, want me to black out I beat it off the Migos, finish pass out
Beat it off the Migos so you know I'm finna spaz Yeah, I'm out as fuck, I put 200 on the
dash I cut her off, she ain't bringing in no cash
I count it up and then I did my money dance Money got me dancing in this bitch

And these motherfucking cookies got me laughing in this bitch
Brother got a Glock, he get it cracking in this bitch
Yeah, they tryna call me lil way I get a nigga stitched
All that brother talk, and that nigga still went n snitched

I was off the wok , I could go and prove it with my piss
And I love a thot, the type that'll go and drink my kids
This ho tripping off the past it is wat it is
I was with Taye we on the road I just got a, finna get it gone

I barely know the bitch name, she finna give me dome
I ain't asking for a handout, I get it on my own
I ain't like y'all Bitch pulling up, she finna get piped up
I got stamina, we go all night long This shit off the Dome, lil' baby, I don't

Write songs Me and brother got them chips, she Ain't bring
The funds Back a nigga from the trip
You said what, bitch, I put it on her lip You said What, bitch, I hit then i dip
(yea i did)
I was making plays, I was scoring off the rim

This bitch wnna pull up, baby, let's go make a film
You know me, bitch, yea its mr.him, Beat it up aggressively, she cannot use her limbs
I just rolled this hoe fat , I'm finna bust her down
If she wanna find out, she gotta fuck around Niggas moving way too funny, I don't fuck

With clowns I used to ask for 20, I got a hundred Now
I ain't looking for no handout Bad lil' bitch, I blow Her back out
She love it when I drink, want me to black out
I beat it off the Migos, finna spaz out Beat it off The Migos so you know I'm finna

Spaz Yeah, I'm high as fuck, I put 200 on the dash
I cut her off, she ain't bringing in no cash I count it Up and then I did my money dance
Hey, money got me dancing in this bitch And These mfin cookies got me laughing
in this bitch Brother got a Glock, he get it cracking in

This bitch Yeah, they tryna call me lilo way I get
A nigga stitched Allat brother talk, and that nigga Still went n snitched I was off the wok, I could go And prove it with my piss
And I love a thot, the type that'll go and
Drink my kids
This ho trippin off the past it is wat it is,
I was with Taye we on the road
I just got a, shh, finna get it gone I barely know the bitch name, she finna get
me domed I ain't asking for a handout, I get it on my own

Written by:
ceasar p

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